Sex on the Beach is not just a drink.
I started the new job today. I have to say it's the best choice I've made so far. I've always loved the idea of working in a bookstore. fun and young, funny colleagues are a major plus. being obsessive compulsive just makes the deal sweeter cos my boss put me in charge of arranging all the books, and I got excited just by putting them in alphabetical order. after that I felt strangely unsatisfied so now they're neatly stacked on shelves according to topics, sub-topics and sub-sub-topics. considered colour coding but some customers are colour-blind so they wouldn't be able to appreciate the effort. so that idea was forgotten, obviously.
I'm giving myself these 3 months to quickly get used to Adulthood, where the term responsibility is synonymous to hours of regretting, complaining and disappointment. but I like seeing the good in everything (that I'm able to) so to me working isn't something to dread. in fact after more than a month of living the Hippie Life, I must say I was getting tired of endless days spent aimlessly in front of the tv, or doing random activities that were fun initially, but routine had to spoil it all.
though now that it's over, all I want to say is that I have no regrets spending those days the way I did, no matter how frivolous it was. I deserve that break and I put it to good damn use.
...just ask Rizan. =]
oh and I hope the faculties call me real soon. I don't think I can wait any longer. God, they made us anticipate the A level results til I almost died, and now they want to prolong the suffering. I don't understand why- dammit just tell us today, it can only be a yes or no. how hard is that? congrats to my darling woman who's already received her letter...you know who you are. babe, if it's any help, anything you choose will turn out to be the best one eventually. don't fret too much okay?
and just to further stress on an important point- bloody hell I hate waiting for things to happen.